He looked at the man in the painting, silent and gentle.

The little girl watched as His Royal Highness the King of Chu took the scroll from her hand, carefully gathered it, and carefully put it back into the box. She thought that the person in this painting must have taken advantage of His Royal Highness's love.

The night outside the window is deep.

Xiao Di sat under the lamp all night against the sword. For the first time, he moved the idea of sending someone to search for capable people, but he didn't want to, and the next morning, Instant Rain came to report, saying that there was a person outside, claiming to be an old man in the nineteenth year of Wu Yao, who came to ask to see His Highness.

Lou Zhen's appearance this time is much clearer than when he first met King Chu in Yongchuan two years ago. Pei Yaowei looked at his handsome appearance wrapped in a white fox fur, and said in his heart: Two years ago and two years later, it is simply the difference between an uncle and a nephew.

And for Xiao Di at this moment, the appearance of Lou Zhen is tantamount to sending charcoal in the snow.

Even though he has doubts about this person, on the other hand, it is this person who can solve his mystery and think that this person is the most suitable.

In the greenhouse, the two sat around the fireplace, and a new tea was first fried in front of them, and a few wisps of tea fragrance slowly wafted out.

Lou Zhen held the teacup in his hand, his eyes lingered from Xiao Di's face to the sword in his hand, and said with a shallow smile: "Looking at His Highness's appearance, I probably already know why I came here." ”

Xiao Di stared at him, neatly raised the sword in his hand, and said coldly: "This king doesn't know. ”

"This king just wants to hear how much more information about this sword has not been told to this king."

"If you want to answer your question below, let's ask Your Highness to answer the next question first." The smile on Lou Zhen's face gradually faded, and was replaced by a shallow seriousness. He asked, "Dare to ask Your Highness, what kind of changes have happened to this sword in recent days, which has caused Your Highness to feel uneasy?" ”

"You don't know?" Xiao Di's eyes were full of doubts, paused, and sneered: "Do you think this king will believe it?" ”

When Lou Zhen heard this, he shook his head and smiled: "Why doesn't Your Highness believe it?" For example, a miracle doctor like Mr. Yiyuan, when he sees a patient at a glance, he can know that he is suffering from illness, but if he does not take the pulse, how can he know what disease he is encountering? ”

"Your Highness wants me to 'heal', I have to tell the symptoms, there is no reason to block the way to look at and hear, but I still want the doctor to live the dead and bones, right?"

Xiao Di still didn't believe his words, but looking at Lou Zhen's posture, if he didn't say something first, he wouldn't speak.

There is no way, since ancient times, there is always a loss for those who cannot wait.

"Since-" After a while, his eyes darkened, and he said slowly: "After Pei Yao's death, this sword often moved, but it was a little movement before, and this king never paid attention to it. However, yesterday, the sword suddenly trembled, and the king could not help it. After being cut on the arm by the sword, he passed out. ”

As for after passing out......

He thought about all the things in that 'dream', and he didn't know how to say for a while, and those things were not what he wanted to communicate with outsiders, so after hesitating, he only said vaguely: "This king seems to have done a ...... Very real dreams. ”

No, as soon as his voice landed, Lou Zhen said lightly: "That's not a dream. ”

His voice is not loud, but it has a decisive power.

Xiao Di's hand holding the sword tightened unconsciously, and he continued: "Or it can also be said to be a dream, but what you see in your dream is another person's real memory and real experience. ”

Authentic, authentic.

Xiao Di's brain was shocked, the power of these two words was too great, and the person who said it, he didn't know whether to believe it or not.

This is the second time in his life that he has been born with a sense of earth-shaking and helplessness.

His Royal Highness the King of Chu didn't know it, his eyes turned red a little bit, and Lou Zhen on the opposite side could see it clearly, and his heart gradually became unbearable.

He avoided Xiao Dizhi's stunned gaze and took a sip of tea.

After a long time, he heard Xiao Di like a helpless trapped beast trying his best to hide himself, gritted his teeth and squeezed out a sentence: "...... What exactly are you talking about? ”

Can there be such a thing in this world?

In addition to the Changming Sword in this world, is there a second sword that can pass through the fate law?

Even if these are true, how did the person in front of him, Lou Zhen, know all this?

Xiao Di had too many questions in his heart, and for a while, he didn't even know where to start.

Lou Zhenjing added half a cup of tea, and his tone was still unhurried: "Your Highness was injured in the arm by this sword, and it is a blood contract with the remnant soul lodged in this sword with blood, and you will dream with her—fall into the realm of dreams with her, feel what she feels, remember what she remembers, and think what she thinks." ”

Xiao Di stood up suddenly.

He rushed to Lou Zhen in one step, tightened his collar, and asked, "What is the remnant soul in the boarding sword?" Who are you talking about? ”

Lou Zhen let him hold it, his face was as calm as ever, "Didn't Your Highness already see it?" He said, "In the 'dream', whose eyes you are seeing and feeling, then the remnant soul in this sword is whom." ”

After Lou Zhen said this, Xiao Di's eyes widened, and before long, he suddenly let go of him and took a few steps backwards.

If what Lou Zhen said is true, then what happened back then was that he misunderstood her?

Misunderstood her, hurt her, and hated her self-righteously for so many years?

But what Lou Zhen said, will it be true?

"You ......"

Xiao Di touched the hilt of the sword, slowly pulled out the sword, and the moment the sword body touched the side of Lou Zhen's neck, the cold light flashed, and he shook his eyes.

He heard Xiao Di asking himself, "What did you do to her?" ”

"Nope." "I haven't done anything to her," he said calmly. ”

"In the Changqiu Palace on Chinese New Year's Eve, she died, but a trace of her soul was not extinguished, but for some reason, she was trapped in this sword."

Xiao Di obviously didn't believe it.

Jian Feng scratched a shallow mark on Lou Zhen's neck, and he sneered: "'I don't know why'? ”

"Your Highness can not believe it." At this time, Lou Zhen still had the heart to drink tea, and after taking a shallow sip, he said: "But if I want to harm her, why should I save her now?" ”

"Save her?!" Xiao Di's hand shook slightly, his eyes stared at him and asked, "What do you mean by this?" You mean she...... She also ......"

"Not dead." Lou Zhen did not shy away from taking his words and said, "Not dead." ”

As he spoke, he brushed aside the fluttering blade of the sword around his neck, slowly got up, and straightened his shirt.

He walked up to Xiao Di and said, "And Your Royal Highness the King of Chu, you are the only person in this world who can bring her remnant soul back to the world. ”

Xiao Di didn't think about it, and blurted out how he was.

"Do you remember that two years ago in Wing Chuan, I asked you - if she died one day, would Your Highness be willing to shed her blood?"

Two years ago, he did not answer.

And today, he says, he does.

Lou Zhen told him that in the future, His Royal Highness could sacrifice the sword with blood to protect her soul and repair her remnants, and when the time came, she would be able to return to the world.

In this way, for people who have always had doubts about the number of Xuanmen techniques, it is tantamount to nonsense and crazy talk.

But Xiao Di believed it.

He thought he couldn't help but believe it.

It's like a sudden flash of hope in despair, just like a budding danfeng in the cold winter.

Even if it is absurd, it can only be tried.

Lou Zhen still came and went in a hurry, and after explaining these things to him, he had no intention of staying longer, and left with him in the afternoon of the same day.

When sending him to Linyuan City, when parting, Xiao Di asked him again what Pei Yao's death had to do with him.

"Why does this have to do with you?" With memories and regrets in his eyes, Lou Zhen said: "Don't forget, she is a child I grew up with, she has affection and righteousness for me, and when you still hate her, I have always loved her as my own child." ”

"Sir wants to convince this king that you have nothing to do with her death, but you can expect her to die, expect her to be in the soul sword, and expect this king to have the ability to save her two years before her death?"

Xiao Di's feelings about Lou Zhen are very complicated, and there are many doubts, which makes it difficult for him not to doubt him, but when he thinks of Pei Yao, he can't help but thank him.

Gathering the big fray, Lou Zhen thought for a long time and asked, "If I say that everything here is foreseen by the marquis, will His Highness believe it?" ”

Xiao Di did not speak.

Lou Zhen smiled and said: "I know that His Royal Highness is suspicious of me, and he has a lot of words, since you don't believe it when you say it, then it is useless to say more." You just need to remember that I am on the same page as yours in bringing her back to earth, and that's enough. ”

There was a shadow of the setting sun on the horizon.

After Xiao Di was silent for a long time, he bowed to him with his arm, "May Mr. be true to his word, and don't make this king happy." ”

Straightening up, he said again: "However, if one day, this king finds out that Mr. has been unfavorable to her, then at the end of the world, this king will not let Mr. go." ”

Lou Zhen smiled, bowed to him, and got on the horse and gradually walked away.

Just like Lou Zhen said, from then on, His Royal Highness the King of Chu will carry this sword with him, and he will cherish it again and again, and every one or two months, he will have to sacrifice a sword with blood.

For three years in a row, this is how he came over, the scars on his arms were hideous and terrifying, year after year.

After every sword sacrifice, he would almost dream with her. In the dream, he accompanied her in pain, watching her lose everything little by little, but he couldn't give her anything but tears.

Until Yan Ping was seven years old.

Pei Yao borrowed the body of Xiang Xiang and returned to the world, but Xiao Di didn't know.

He only suddenly realized that no matter how much blood he shed, the sword would not give him a reaction anymore.

He never dreamed with her again. So, he began to be anxious, he began to panic, he sent many people out to find Lou Zhen, he did not listen to Mr. Yiyuan's advice, more and more frequent bleeding to sacrifice the sword, and his body was not as good as before, that Ning Cui Dan was like jelly beans to eat non-stop.

However, he still got nothing.

Pei Yaowei always thought that the feeling she felt when she was trapped in her heart was the most depressed, helpless, and powerless in the world.

However, she also experienced Xiao Di's feelings in the past three years.

A flash of red light made her consciousness gradually ethereal.

When she opened her eyes, she found herself lying in the center of the Great Hall, with the sword of unknown origin in front of her, and tears on her face that refused to stop.